Hogwarts Archmage

Ma En actually walked through it before measuring how thick the barrier was.

From initial contact, to entry, and then to stepping into the area without warning mechanism, the distance is dozens of kilometers.

In order to get through this section of the road, Ma En had to let Mars, who stayed on the outside, conduct crazy tests on the barrier, and from time to time he would change locations to cover up his whereabouts.

"You can't catch Voldemort. He hides so cleverly that only he knows where he is in the world."

A voice came from behind. Ma En continued to walk forward according to the route on the map without stopping.

"Marn, I think you should return to Hogwarts now."

The voice continued.

Ma En turned to look at this person who was once considered a friend but now doesn't know what he is, and asked: "Why?"

"None of us know where Voldemort will appear next. Once this area is really attacked and you are held back, there is a [-]% chance that he will enter Hogwarts."

"Comptin, you are too cowardly. The professors at Hogwarts, the patrols nearby, and the relatives and friends who are worried about the safety of the students are enough to hold him back."

Ma En glanced at the old man with a somewhat unreal figure, and then said: "The most important thing is that he can't hold me back, and this is an accident."

"Then do you know what he prepared for this accidental event? Over countless years, hundreds of thousands of wizard bones, hundreds of thousands of Muggle deaths, and most importantly...three thousand dark wanderers."

Ma En frowned, not worried, but confused.

"Dark Haunter? What is that?"

Comptin found it troublesome to explain clearly, so he just demonstrated it to him.

His illusory figure became more illusory, but at the same time as it became illusory, the whole person split into two, two into four, and before long, he split into hundreds of himself.

"That's it, this is black magic developed based on Horcruxes... As long as one-third of the number is left in the end, we can return to our original appearance with the supplement of black magic - most of us The wandering souls are all sleeping in Voldemort’s lair, with half of their souls sleeping there.”

Hundreds of voices speaking one sentence at the same time made Ma En feel a bit noisy.He shook his head to wake himself up, and then carefully observed these clones that it was unclear which one was the real body.

"These clones are...weak."

Ma En stretched out his hand and poked a clone, causing ripples to appear on the already somewhat illusory clone. He did not dare to use too much force, fearing that if it broke, it would cause harm to Comptin.

"It's really weak."

Comptin agreed with Ma En's opinion: "But this does not prevent these clones from saving our lives. It won't take long for me to recover to where I was before I was injured. Another thing is that the power of black magic released in this state is really great." Very strong."

"Are there any shortcomings?"

"Of course there are shortcomings. This state can only exist for five years. After five years, although the strength has not changed, the thickness of the soul has become extremely thin. Even the patron saint curse can blow us away. At that time, It’s time to die.”

This is consistent with what Peter Pettigrew said. Marn nodded: "I have one last question."

Comptin took back all the clones and looked at Ma En: "What's the problem?"

"I'm talking to the wandering soul, will Voldemort know?"

"Yes and no."

"how to explain?"

"If it were other wandering souls, Voldemort would naturally sense it if you talked to them, but I am different."

Ma En looked at him curiously and said, "What's different about you?"

"I am his first experimental subject. The technology is not yet mature, so naturally there are many problems that remain unresolved... For example, I can use Occlumency to create a fake memory for him. In his eyes, I am still I'm on my way to the place where the group of people reported the error. Of course, there are also disadvantages. For example, I will die faster than other wandering souls, about three years or so - this can be calculated, but you probably have no interest in it. Learn a formula that you will never use in this life.”

"Okay, I should go."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Ma En, Comptin said no more. He took his map and marked a few points and said: "These places are teleportation points. Ma En, promise me one thing. If you feel there is a problem, , return to Hogwarts immediately. With Patrick here, you can do this. Voldemort has set up a dragnet for you in this area... The death aura created by hundreds of thousands of wizard bones, even if it is you..."

He didn't continue, and Ma En didn't intend to listen.

He dared to come here and naturally considered this issue. He even asked Walder to help check how many cemeteries where wizards were buried in this area and several surrounding countries and their age. He had more or less ideas.

"I think I have to go quickly. If the speed is too slow, it will arouse suspicion... I wish you success, Mr. Langley, although you are destined not to achieve very meaningful results. Goodbye."

He said hello, raised his wand, and left.

Ma En also turned around and continued towards his destination.

The Computing Circle is basically concentrated in one area, which is very, very far away from here. Marne has to cross two countries to reach it, but fortunately, the teleportation points are not too far apart.

Now that we are deep behind enemy lines, Ma En is not too anxious, and he cannot be anxious at all. He has never been to this place, and neither has Patrick, so he cannot teleport directly. He can only sit on the flying carpet and slowly move over there. move.

He even took the time to have a phone call with Esther on the way, reminding her to tell everyone to pay attention to the traces of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, who would most likely launch an attack on Hogwarts after he launched the attack.

Several hours passed, around three o'clock in the morning, before Ma En finally arrived at his destination.

This place is one of several teleportation points, and it is also the place where the group of fugitives came that day to complete their transformation and escape. A cave is surrounded by lush vegetation.

The mess on the ground that was originally caused by the explosion has been cleaned up. Now there is no sign of a "suicide attack" here. Everything is very clean. There are two weird guards at the door, and people come and go from here from time to time.

Ma En was hiding in the canopy of a tree and had no intention of attacking directly. After studying here for a while, he discovered that these guys became more energetic as the night got darker. It was estimated that it was the sequelae caused by the conversion of black magic. He planned to Wait until daylight before attacking. As for now...

He gently cast a spell to make the already leafy tree even denser. He trimmed a thick branch into shape and lay down on it.